Driven mad by society
Now I suffer from anxiety
Fighting for survival
But I became suicidal

Looking for protection
As I battle this depression
But no one seemed to care
Yeah, no one was ever there

The cuts on my wrist
And the bruises on my fists
Are just a small price to pay
For the happiness I crave

Fighting pain with pain
Comes with very little gain
Except for the small grin
That comes at the very end

A smile before I end it
And no one could prevent it
Well they could, but didn't try
Now they sit and wonder why